[ It's not as if he's failing due to lack of effort. Ever since taking this class out of both curiosity and mild interest, Peter has been putting in the work, just like he usually does with everything he puts his mind into. There's potential for science and magic to mix, and while he doesn't fully believe that what they're being taught is full-on magic and more like alchemy, it's still something that might benefit him in the long run. He always had a penchant for learning, and this is no exception.
His professor's something else, alright. Gracious and patient with teaching all of them, even if he can't shake away just how he's intimidated of her sometimes. It's her presence, the way she gracefully carries herself, a lady oozing with both regality and, even if he'll deny this, sex appeal. The way she told him to come see her in her office afterhours, in that soft, almost sultry, whisper, awakened something in Peter he didn't know he even has for his teacher.
He's never going to acknowledge this, though, especially when the woman's kind enough to help him through his palpable frustration on her subject. That, and there's no way he should even entertain it. She's his teacher and he's her student. She's probably twice his age, too. No, he was just briefly turned on by the way she whispered, nothing else. The usual testosterone accidents.
Peter's almost successful in shaking all of this off, standing here outside her office door, when he hears her speak again and had to swallow this lump in his throat to physically will it away, as he's reminded of her whisper once again. Okay, he can do this. He swallows once more before putting on a smile and finally opens her door. ]
Thank you so much, Miss Rowena, for this oppor - [ He stops when he sees her office, mouth parted in awe, as his eyes take everything in. Rubbing the back of his neck, feeling almost underdressed in such a nicely decorated office room, he awkwardly takes the seat offered to him. ]
Wow, uh. What a nice room you have here. [ He smiles, sitting on the couch, but not getting too comfortable on it. ] Again, thank you so much for this opportunity. I really enjoy your class, it's just that sometimes I don't understand some of the concepts and procedures. You teach them really well, though.
( her smile brightens for a second at the compliment of her office, rowena stepping back across the room to perch against the edge of her desk, her hands resting either side of her )
You have an aptitude for study, something that is obvious.
( her words are gently spoken, full of warmth in her praise, enough that it almost hides the but that seems like it should come.
her head tips slightly to the side, regarding him in her pause before continuing )
You're certainly not the first student I've had who has struggled with the material though you are the most determined not to quit. The others usually make that decision very quickly.
( as he would have noticed by the number who had dropped out of her class within the first month )
Why do you take my class?
( it's a question asked in genuine honestly. he's said he enjoys it and she's certainly not trying to encourage him to quit if he wants to continue, but she'd like to find a way to help him pass if he's so intent on that. a good student deserves that help )
[ Peter pauses a bit once she asks her question, finding it to be a loaded one. He has been watching every little movement she's displaying in front of him with a smile, feeling grateful for the compliments she had been showering on him. ]
Well, um. [ He rubs the back of his neck, his palms sweaty from his jitters. ]
I guess it's because I'm really interested in it? To be honest, I'm more of a science guy. Really love physics and chemistry and biology, but I'd love to learn more things.
I've always believed that to be able to understand our world better, we should consider all perspectives and learn from them. [ And so far, her lessons have been fruitful in giving him a lot. ]
Most scientists would laugh off the idea of magic, putting their faith in something that often also can't be seen.
( at least anything with a theoretical in front of it couldn't be seen, unlike biology or chemistry )
They distrust something which they fail to find an explanation for even if much of what a witch can do crosses easily with science. Nature is a part of science.
( though her last sentence makes it seem as if she's asking him a question, how she hangs the last words having a silent is it not? at the end of it. rowena hasn't studied science but she's been close with those knowledgeable in it over the years, even if their applications together were often more physical than practical. but she understood concepts enough: magic could influence biology, it worked well with chemistry and what she could do both defied and amplified physics.
terrifying to many men, particularly those who were more rigid in thought, but those were the people she laughed at. magic was very real and they were the fools rather than her.
but peter isn't a foolish boy instead, a curious one, inquisitive, and she truly believes what he says about wanting to understand the world. oh, she could certainly teach him a lot with a view like that, though she wondered whether it would be mostly theoretical or if he'd be able to produce something practical.
well, wasn't that what her office hours were for?
she pushes herself up from her desk and crosses to sit by him on the couch, turning to face him. and he could certainly be forgiven if her being closer, and the intensity of how she looked at him made him feel any hotter )
I want you to pass the exam. You have the knowledge, you've listened very well, but you'll need to be able to produce an accurate piece to pass. However, with some practice tonight you should be able to do just that.
[ Peter nods at everything she just mentioned about magic and science coexisting. He even mutters a soft "Exactly!" the moment she mentioned nature is a part of science.
To be fair, in his mind, it's most likely alchemy and not actually magic. But what works in his favor is what Rowena has surmised - he's inquisitive and willing to learn new things. And if taking her lessons would be able to expand his understanding of the world, so be it. Peter's mind had always been open to new things, this just being one of them.
When she stands up from her desk and sits beside him on the couch, though, Peter can feel himself perspire a little, immediately wiping his palms against his jeans once she takes her seat. The way she's so close, as well as giving him an intense look, only makes him swallow and clear his throat. ]
Again, thanks so much for doing this, Miss Rowena. [ He gives her a wide smile, careful not to lean in closer. ] That you see potential in me is really motivating, you know? I don't know what kind of practice you mean we do tonight but, uh. I really do want to pass the test.
Means a lot to me that you're willing to take some time off from your busy schedule to help me. I really appreciate it.
( she laughs softly, though it's certainly more in response to his growing nerves than to the idea that she's being a generous teacher. even if generosity often is a laughable idea with her. but in this case, it's a little more true: she does want her students to pass, it's why she mentors and teaches them, even if it's in a stranger manner for a witch )
Well, we could start with the paper again, though there are other applications of the runes.
( she gives him a moment to consider that before continuing )
I had you initially draw them onto paper to safely ensure that you could accurately produce them without it affecting anything more than a sheet of paper. However, if we apply it to something you'd be able to see its effect. Or feel it.
[ His eyes begin to grow a bit wider at the implication that there's another way to draw the runes that he was having trouble doing before. If there's one thing Peter's always up for, it's to do certain things differently, to find ways to improve on existing systems in place. Or just discover a new way of doing things.
So consider his interest piqued when Rowena suggests this to him. ]
Oh. Uhh. That sounds way better than doing it on paper. I mean, application's always better when you can actually see tangible results.
So yeah, I'm all up for that. Should we do the runes on furniture instead or something?
( there's a gentle pat on his leg before she stands to cross the room again, a flick of her hand opening the cabinet doors seconds before rowena actually gets there, letting her just reach in to find what she wants. she has to press onto her toes to reach the higher shelf, lifting out a glass jar of red liquid and a paintbrush, the cabinet doors again magically closing as she turns to walk back.
she places the items on her desk, unscrewing the lid of the jar before turning to look back at him )
There are other runes than those I taught you today. Drawing them on your skin will allow you to feel them as they work, and some can be quite motivating.
( she reaches out a hand to him, an invitation to come closer. the rune that rowena's considering drawing on him is not one of the ones she demonstrated in class )
[ Peter watches her cross the room and open the cabinet doors. Admittedly, he's caught off guard by the gesture, but his logic brain immediately chalks it up to technology. She probably has some smart hinges installed on those cabinet doors that respond to her movement. He makes a mental note to ask her of this later, as he curiously watches her close them again. Fascinating.
His vision adjusts to what she has brought with her, squinting a little, once she has placed them on her desk. ]
Oh. [ Is the only response he manages when she reveals the runes will be drawn on skin. He gets to his feet at her invitation, approaching her desk so he's standing before her. Peter gets a proper glimpse of the bottle and the brush. ]
So, like a tattoo? Should I - [ He gestures to the sweater he's wearing. ] - roll up a sleeve or something or are you gonna paint it over my hand?
( she nods gently at the gesture about his sweater because his hand certainly wouldn't do. whilst his chest would be preferable she's not going to go there. (yet)
so as she speaks rowena dips the paintbrush into the red paint, lifting it up and holding her hand underneath it, though the paint stays perfectly on the brush, not even threatening to drip. just like magic )
Your arm would be preferable. It'll give me more ease in applying it but the location of where you place it is equally important.
( as he would learn throughout the night.
once he's taken his sweater off she'll reach for his arm, a gentle but firm hold on it as she draws it closer, turning it over so she can begin painting on the underside just below his elbow )
This will dry quickly. Then you can show me again your drawing.
( on paper though. for now. she also isn't going to reveal what she's applying to him, though he'll notice when he looks that it wasn't one from the class. he'll find out soon enough )
[ Peter immediately guesses it won't be enough to just roll up a sweater sleeve, so he takes it upon himself to shed it off, smoothing down his inner shirt when it hiked up.
He watches how the paint stays on the brush, and once again, chalks it up to her possessing really good paint that doesn't drip too much. Not thinking much of it, he lets her reach for his arm so she can draw on it. It's definitely not a rune he has seen before in class, not that he expected it would be given their prior conversation.
Once she's finished he stares at it for a while in both curiosity and mild awe before grabbing the paper on her desk so he can show her his own drawing. ]
Like that? [ He asks her after he's done with it. ] What do you mean, by the way, when you said the location's equally important? Why'd you pick my arm, then?
( rowena doesn't answer his question, at least not in english. instead, she activates the rune she'd drawn on his arm, a single gaelic word to go with the celtic sigil. and all of his questions will answer.
the activation itself will feel surprising, a tingled shock at the location on his arm that as it fades spreads a warmth further along, a feeling that lingers much longer than the jolt had )
Draw it again but slower. Make the strokes of your pen more precise and shorter.
( she specifically does not answer the question about his arm, at least not unless he asks again, assuming the magic has done its part with a warmth that'll keep spreading through his whole body until it fades to nothing as if it wasn't there. and whilst as it spread it feels like it last a long time really the whole thing lasts only seconds )
[ Oh, that's definitely something he's not used to, as the jolt catches him off guard, making him flinch and take a step back. But as quick as it pierces him, the warmth suddenly overtakes and boy does it feel good. It manages to spread all over - to his shoulders, his head, his chest, his stomach. When it reaches between his legs, Peter bites back a small, soft moan, eyes rolling back just a bit at the lingering sensation. It even allows a small tent to form in his jeans.
He's sure he looked freaking ridiculous in front of his teacher while the rune does what it did, but as it slowly dissipates and he hears her command, Peter's able to replicate his earlier drawing with more ease and precision.
As soon as he's done and he finds his voice, he swallows. ]
What... What was that? I - [ Clears his throat. ] - felt really warm all of a sudden.
( there's a little sultriness to that word, though as quick as it enters her voice it's gone again when she speaks. unlike the tent that he's starting to form )
Different sensations provide different things to our bodies. I suspected that as you were drawing before you were thinking too much about it, by taking your mind onto something else allowed you to draw it without thinking about it.
( she smiles, approving of the rune that he'd just drawn )
Again.
( though if he draws it incorrectly again he'll hear that same gaelic word )
[ Peter transfers his weight to his other leg, trying to subtly shaking off the tent forming between his legs. Not a good look to have in front of his teacher who's generously trying to make him pass her class. He has to wonder, though, how paint on a skin was able to do that, and while he's in this train of thought, he begins to do the rune again.
Of course, with all this overthinking, it comes off rigid and lacking precision. Definitely not one of his best works. ]
Sorry, I was just... [ Totally distracted by that foreign warmth he felt earlier. ]
( she speaks the word again, letting the seconds pass before she moves, and whilst she's feigning that she hasn't noticed the flush in his cheeks or the tent in his jeans she's vividly aware of how this is affecting him. which is why, given his distraction, rowena assumes that this might be repeated again with a result that would end up with the wrong distraction. (for now)
so she picks the paintbrush up again, dipping it back into the paint as she reaches again for his arm, drawing a second sigil below the first, and this time rowena speaks the activation word (a different word) as it dries. however, for this rune peter won't feel anything, at least not yet, with the job of this one simply to prevent him from coming. if she needs to keep repeating the first word she's going to let him get very pent up until he can successfully demonstrate the rune. only then will she relieve him )
Watch.
( she swaps the paintbrush for the pen in his hand, letting her fingers brush over his as she takes it from him, drawing the rune next to his last attempt slowly so he can see each individual stroke )
[ The second the warmth returns to flood his body, Peter can't help but actually let out a soft moan this time. Very unwittingly, of course, because he can't help how it lingers and ignites his veins, making his eyes roll back once more. The bulge in his jeans only grows larger, as his breath hitches.
It doesn't even register to him that she reached for his arm once more and painted another sigil. He's too enraptured in the warmth that's now stoking flames within his skin.
The only things that do register to him are her words and the way her fingers brush over his, the warmth amplifying simple touches on his skin. He feels too warm for his clothes now, a little bit of sweat clinging to his brows and making dampening his shirt slightly.
Her words guide him, though, so much so that he's able to draw the rune perfectly this time. Slow and precise, just like she wanted. ]
I, uh. [ He swallows, almost out of breath. ] The heat, Miss Rowena, how - [ His head begins to become a little bit hazy. ] It feels hot... is this normal? Can I, um. Change or something? [ Peter doesn't even know if he drew the rune perfectly or not. The warmth is too distracting. ]
( she whispers the encouragement as he draws it, a silent good boy implied in her tone, proud of him for how well he drew it even with how flushed he's feeling )
Focus. You're doing wonderfully.
( she uses her voice to draw his attention, to keep him listening to her despite the hardness of his cock )
Draw it again. Once more. ( she brushes her fingers over his wrist again ) If it's perfect we'll move on.
( though whether that's his release or just letting him undress will be up to him )
[ Peter does what he's told, the warmth probably making him more pliant, who's to say? He's aware, though, that he's feeling this hot in front of his teacher, the last person he should be feeling this with. But this voice in his head is slowly being overtaken by the heat itself, as he wets his lips and draws the rune perfectly on the paper again. ]
There. Um, that - that should be fine, right?
[ He pants, trying his best not to hold her hand as an answer to her brushing her fingers over his wrist again. Peter steels himself with one hand on the table while he tries to rein in much of the warmth he's feeling to no avail. ]
Miss Rowena, maybe we should... uh, do this again next time? I, um. It's so hot, I... [ The temptation to undress is almost unbearable. ]
( she won't stop him if he chooses to, though before he can answer she leads him back to the couch, keeping a hand on his as she sits with him )
What you feel is a response to the rune on your arm. To my magic. You showed me that you were able to draw your rune perfectly when your mind was taken off its task.
( and whilst her method of distraction is certainly unorthodox it was very effective )
If you wish to stop we can, but imagine what you could do if we continued, hmm?
[ Peter lets her drag him back to the couch, her hand on his definitely sparking more of that warmth that's now slowly dissipating. ]
I mean, it feels good, but I don't know if...
[ He trails off, only because the prospect of doing more things with the rune makes him curious. He doesn't believe this is magic, though, convinced that the ink probably has properties that makes him warm. ]
( she smiles, proud of the answer given, her thumb idly rubbing at his wrist before she lets go of his hand )
You do whatever you need to feel comfortable, hmm?
( she'll stand from the couch, assuming he still wishes to take more clothes off, and plucks at a few things at her desk to give him a moment of privacy to do that.
when rowena returns it's with the paintbrush in hand, and she rests a hand on his shoulder before taking the opportunity to draw two more runes on his chest )
Can you kneel on the floor for me? It'll make the next part simpler.
( she returns the brush to the desk, drawing a new sigil on a new piece of paper before placing it in front of him )
This one we didn't see today, new to you. I want to see if you can apply this new focus to something new.
[ When she mentions he can do what he needs to do in order to feel comfortable, Peter's first impulse is to immediately take off his shirt. But he still hesitates, that small voice in his head telling him it's inappropriate since he's with his teacher. With the remnants of the heat still lingering, especially down his lower abdomen and between his legs, this voice is getting smaller and smaller.
So much so that when Rowena turns towards her desk, Peter's quick to shed off his shirt. A light sheen of sweat coats his torso as he watches her return and draw two more runs on his chest. The contact makes some of his body hair raise, nipples perking at the soft touch. Once done, he glances from the runes to her face before nodding at her request and kneels. ]
I... see. I'll - [ He clears his throat. ] I'll try. [ And Peter does try, even if it ultimately fails because he's too distracted by the image of being shirtless kneeling in his teacher's office. ]
( once he kneels she moves back to lean against her desk, looking down at him, though this time she doesn't let him finish drawing the rune, speaking a third activation word the second she notices something incorrect in the diagram.
this time it's different, a flash of purple with an electric crackle, arcs emanating from the rune and stretching over his chest giving him a gentle shock, still pleasant but stronger in that sensation than before. she needs him distracted and if his mind is occupied by the feeling of his cock and the tightness of his jeans he won't be able to think about anything else and should hopefully produce it )
[ Oh, that's certainly different and it surprises Peter, but also doesn't. Different in a good way, maybe, since this time, the heat starts on his chest and pools down his lower abdomen, cascading further south to his groin. Peter can't help the moan he lets out, the pleasure enough for him to perfectly copy the rune with ease.
The jolt that began the warmth this time, however, is unlike before, and something Peter thinks he won't mind feeling again. But it's getting a bit unbearable now, the tightness in his jeans uncomfortable and growing even larger. He knows he's fully hard at this point, but what he doesn't know is if his teacher notices it. Better if she doesn't. So, to hopefully fix that - ]
Um, Miss Rowena, can I, uh. Use the bathroom for a bit? [ Maybe if he jacks off quickly, this will all disappear. ]
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His professor's something else, alright. Gracious and patient with teaching all of them, even if he can't shake away just how he's intimidated of her sometimes. It's her presence, the way she gracefully carries herself, a lady oozing with both regality and, even if he'll deny this, sex appeal. The way she told him to come see her in her office afterhours, in that soft, almost sultry, whisper, awakened something in Peter he didn't know he even has for his teacher.
He's never going to acknowledge this, though, especially when the woman's kind enough to help him through his palpable frustration on her subject. That, and there's no way he should even entertain it. She's his teacher and he's her student. She's probably twice his age, too. No, he was just briefly turned on by the way she whispered, nothing else. The usual testosterone accidents.
Peter's almost successful in shaking all of this off, standing here outside her office door, when he hears her speak again and had to swallow this lump in his throat to physically will it away, as he's reminded of her whisper once again. Okay, he can do this. He swallows once more before putting on a smile and finally opens her door. ]
Thank you so much, Miss Rowena, for this oppor - [ He stops when he sees her office, mouth parted in awe, as his eyes take everything in. Rubbing the back of his neck, feeling almost underdressed in such a nicely decorated office room, he awkwardly takes the seat offered to him. ]
Wow, uh. What a nice room you have here. [ He smiles, sitting on the couch, but not getting too comfortable on it. ] Again, thank you so much for this opportunity. I really enjoy your class, it's just that sometimes I don't understand some of the concepts and procedures. You teach them really well, though.
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You have an aptitude for study, something that is obvious.
( her words are gently spoken, full of warmth in her praise, enough that it almost hides the but that seems like it should come.
her head tips slightly to the side, regarding him in her pause before continuing )
You're certainly not the first student I've had who has struggled with the material though you are the most determined not to quit. The others usually make that decision very quickly.
( as he would have noticed by the number who had dropped out of her class within the first month )
Why do you take my class?
( it's a question asked in genuine honestly. he's said he enjoys it and she's certainly not trying to encourage him to quit if he wants to continue, but she'd like to find a way to help him pass if he's so intent on that. a good student deserves that help )
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Well, um. [ He rubs the back of his neck, his palms sweaty from his jitters. ]
I guess it's because I'm really interested in it? To be honest, I'm more of a science guy. Really love physics and chemistry and biology, but I'd love to learn more things.
I've always believed that to be able to understand our world better, we should consider all perspectives and learn from them. [ And so far, her lessons have been fruitful in giving him a lot. ]
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( at least anything with a theoretical in front of it couldn't be seen, unlike biology or chemistry )
They distrust something which they fail to find an explanation for even if much of what a witch can do crosses easily with science. Nature is a part of science.
( though her last sentence makes it seem as if she's asking him a question, how she hangs the last words having a silent is it not? at the end of it. rowena hasn't studied science but she's been close with those knowledgeable in it over the years, even if their applications together were often more physical than practical. but she understood concepts enough: magic could influence biology, it worked well with chemistry and what she could do both defied and amplified physics.
terrifying to many men, particularly those who were more rigid in thought, but those were the people she laughed at. magic was very real and they were the fools rather than her.
but peter isn't a foolish boy instead, a curious one, inquisitive, and she truly believes what he says about wanting to understand the world. oh, she could certainly teach him a lot with a view like that, though she wondered whether it would be mostly theoretical or if he'd be able to produce something practical.
well, wasn't that what her office hours were for?
she pushes herself up from her desk and crosses to sit by him on the couch, turning to face him. and he could certainly be forgiven if her being closer, and the intensity of how she looked at him made him feel any hotter )
I want you to pass the exam. You have the knowledge, you've listened very well, but you'll need to be able to produce an accurate piece to pass. However, with some practice tonight you should be able to do just that.
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To be fair, in his mind, it's most likely alchemy and not actually magic. But what works in his favor is what Rowena has surmised - he's inquisitive and willing to learn new things. And if taking her lessons would be able to expand his understanding of the world, so be it. Peter's mind had always been open to new things, this just being one of them.
When she stands up from her desk and sits beside him on the couch, though, Peter can feel himself perspire a little, immediately wiping his palms against his jeans once she takes her seat. The way she's so close, as well as giving him an intense look, only makes him swallow and clear his throat. ]
Again, thanks so much for doing this, Miss Rowena. [ He gives her a wide smile, careful not to lean in closer. ] That you see potential in me is really motivating, you know? I don't know what kind of practice you mean we do tonight but, uh. I really do want to pass the test.
Means a lot to me that you're willing to take some time off from your busy schedule to help me. I really appreciate it.
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Well, we could start with the paper again, though there are other applications of the runes.
( she gives him a moment to consider that before continuing )
I had you initially draw them onto paper to safely ensure that you could accurately produce them without it affecting anything more than a sheet of paper. However, if we apply it to something you'd be able to see its effect. Or feel it.
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So consider his interest piqued when Rowena suggests this to him. ]
Oh. Uhh. That sounds way better than doing it on paper. I mean, application's always better when you can actually see tangible results.
So yeah, I'm all up for that. Should we do the runes on furniture instead or something?
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( there's a gentle pat on his leg before she stands to cross the room again, a flick of her hand opening the cabinet doors seconds before rowena actually gets there, letting her just reach in to find what she wants. she has to press onto her toes to reach the higher shelf, lifting out a glass jar of red liquid and a paintbrush, the cabinet doors again magically closing as she turns to walk back.
she places the items on her desk, unscrewing the lid of the jar before turning to look back at him )
There are other runes than those I taught you today. Drawing them on your skin will allow you to feel them as they work, and some can be quite motivating.
( she reaches out a hand to him, an invitation to come closer. the rune that rowena's considering drawing on him is not one of the ones she demonstrated in class )
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His vision adjusts to what she has brought with her, squinting a little, once she has placed them on her desk. ]
Oh. [ Is the only response he manages when she reveals the runes will be drawn on skin. He gets to his feet at her invitation, approaching her desk so he's standing before her. Peter gets a proper glimpse of the bottle and the brush. ]
So, like a tattoo? Should I - [ He gestures to the sweater he's wearing. ] - roll up a sleeve or something or are you gonna paint it over my hand?
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so as she speaks rowena dips the paintbrush into the red paint, lifting it up and holding her hand underneath it, though the paint stays perfectly on the brush, not even threatening to drip. just like magic )
Your arm would be preferable. It'll give me more ease in applying it but the location of where you place it is equally important.
( as he would learn throughout the night.
once he's taken his sweater off she'll reach for his arm, a gentle but firm hold on it as she draws it closer, turning it over so she can begin painting on the underside just below his elbow )
This will dry quickly. Then you can show me again your drawing.
( on paper though. for now. she also isn't going to reveal what she's applying to him, though he'll notice when he looks that it wasn't one from the class. he'll find out soon enough )
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He watches how the paint stays on the brush, and once again, chalks it up to her possessing really good paint that doesn't drip too much. Not thinking much of it, he lets her reach for his arm so she can draw on it. It's definitely not a rune he has seen before in class, not that he expected it would be given their prior conversation.
Once she's finished he stares at it for a while in both curiosity and mild awe before grabbing the paper on her desk so he can show her his own drawing. ]
Like that? [ He asks her after he's done with it. ] What do you mean, by the way, when you said the location's equally important? Why'd you pick my arm, then?
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the activation itself will feel surprising, a tingled shock at the location on his arm that as it fades spreads a warmth further along, a feeling that lingers much longer than the jolt had )
Draw it again but slower. Make the strokes of your pen more precise and shorter.
( she specifically does not answer the question about his arm, at least not unless he asks again, assuming the magic has done its part with a warmth that'll keep spreading through his whole body until it fades to nothing as if it wasn't there. and whilst as it spread it feels like it last a long time really the whole thing lasts only seconds )
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He's sure he looked freaking ridiculous in front of his teacher while the rune does what it did, but as it slowly dissipates and he hears her command, Peter's able to replicate his earlier drawing with more ease and precision.
As soon as he's done and he finds his voice, he swallows. ]
What... What was that? I - [ Clears his throat. ] - felt really warm all of a sudden.
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( there's a little sultriness to that word, though as quick as it enters her voice it's gone again when she speaks. unlike the tent that he's starting to form )
Different sensations provide different things to our bodies. I suspected that as you were drawing before you were thinking too much about it, by taking your mind onto something else allowed you to draw it without thinking about it.
( she smiles, approving of the rune that he'd just drawn )
Again.
( though if he draws it incorrectly again he'll hear that same gaelic word )
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[ Peter transfers his weight to his other leg, trying to subtly shaking off the tent forming between his legs. Not a good look to have in front of his teacher who's generously trying to make him pass her class. He has to wonder, though, how paint on a skin was able to do that, and while he's in this train of thought, he begins to do the rune again.
Of course, with all this overthinking, it comes off rigid and lacking precision. Definitely not one of his best works. ]
Sorry, I was just... [ Totally distracted by that foreign warmth he felt earlier. ]
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so she picks the paintbrush up again, dipping it back into the paint as she reaches again for his arm, drawing a second sigil below the first, and this time rowena speaks the activation word (a different word) as it dries. however, for this rune peter won't feel anything, at least not yet, with the job of this one simply to prevent him from coming. if she needs to keep repeating the first word she's going to let him get very pent up until he can successfully demonstrate the rune. only then will she relieve him )
Watch.
( she swaps the paintbrush for the pen in his hand, letting her fingers brush over his as she takes it from him, drawing the rune next to his last attempt slowly so he can see each individual stroke )
Now you. Slowly.
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It doesn't even register to him that she reached for his arm once more and painted another sigil. He's too enraptured in the warmth that's now stoking flames within his skin.
The only things that do register to him are her words and the way her fingers brush over his, the warmth amplifying simple touches on his skin. He feels too warm for his clothes now, a little bit of sweat clinging to his brows and making dampening his shirt slightly.
Her words guide him, though, so much so that he's able to draw the rune perfectly this time. Slow and precise, just like she wanted. ]
I, uh. [ He swallows, almost out of breath. ] The heat, Miss Rowena, how - [ His head begins to become a little bit hazy. ] It feels hot... is this normal? Can I, um. Change or something? [ Peter doesn't even know if he drew the rune perfectly or not. The warmth is too distracting. ]
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( she whispers the encouragement as he draws it, a silent good boy implied in her tone, proud of him for how well he drew it even with how flushed he's feeling )
Focus. You're doing wonderfully.
( she uses her voice to draw his attention, to keep him listening to her despite the hardness of his cock )
Draw it again. Once more. ( she brushes her fingers over his wrist again ) If it's perfect we'll move on.
( though whether that's his release or just letting him undress will be up to him )
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There. Um, that - that should be fine, right?
[ He pants, trying his best not to hold her hand as an answer to her brushing her fingers over his wrist again. Peter steels himself with one hand on the table while he tries to rein in much of the warmth he's feeling to no avail. ]
Miss Rowena, maybe we should... uh, do this again next time? I, um. It's so hot, I... [ The temptation to undress is almost unbearable. ]
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( she won't stop him if he chooses to, though before he can answer she leads him back to the couch, keeping a hand on his as she sits with him )
What you feel is a response to the rune on your arm. To my magic. You showed me that you were able to draw your rune perfectly when your mind was taken off its task.
( and whilst her method of distraction is certainly unorthodox it was very effective )
If you wish to stop we can, but imagine what you could do if we continued, hmm?
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I mean, it feels good, but I don't know if...
[ He trails off, only because the prospect of doing more things with the rune makes him curious. He doesn't believe this is magic, though, convinced that the ink probably has properties that makes him warm. ]
I wanna find out what else I can do, though...
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You do whatever you need to feel comfortable, hmm?
( she'll stand from the couch, assuming he still wishes to take more clothes off, and plucks at a few things at her desk to give him a moment of privacy to do that.
when rowena returns it's with the paintbrush in hand, and she rests a hand on his shoulder before taking the opportunity to draw two more runes on his chest )
Can you kneel on the floor for me? It'll make the next part simpler.
( she returns the brush to the desk, drawing a new sigil on a new piece of paper before placing it in front of him )
This one we didn't see today, new to you. I want to see if you can apply this new focus to something new.
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So much so that when Rowena turns towards her desk, Peter's quick to shed off his shirt. A light sheen of sweat coats his torso as he watches her return and draw two more runs on his chest. The contact makes some of his body hair raise, nipples perking at the soft touch. Once done, he glances from the runes to her face before nodding at her request and kneels. ]
I... see. I'll - [ He clears his throat. ] I'll try. [ And Peter does try, even if it ultimately fails because he's too distracted by the image of being shirtless kneeling in his teacher's office. ]
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this time it's different, a flash of purple with an electric crackle, arcs emanating from the rune and stretching over his chest giving him a gentle shock, still pleasant but stronger in that sensation than before. she needs him distracted and if his mind is occupied by the feeling of his cock and the tightness of his jeans he won't be able to think about anything else and should hopefully produce it )
Again. Slower.
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The jolt that began the warmth this time, however, is unlike before, and something Peter thinks he won't mind feeling again. But it's getting a bit unbearable now, the tightness in his jeans uncomfortable and growing even larger. He knows he's fully hard at this point, but what he doesn't know is if his teacher notices it. Better if she doesn't. So, to hopefully fix that - ]
Um, Miss Rowena, can I, uh. Use the bathroom for a bit? [ Maybe if he jacks off quickly, this will all disappear. ]
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